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"The Black Widow's Game (A Metaphor)"

 
Under the cover of night, she prowls  
Wolves delve in with their beautiful howls  
Creatures of the night guided by white owls  
 
A seductress in the shadows, a black widow in human form,  
To bend his will, and weather any storm.  
Her silhouette, a whisper of the night,  
Marked by the hourglass, a dangerous, red light.  
 
Her skin, dark and alluring, her eyes, as deep as the abyss  
As she speaks her voice leaves a hiss, those extraordinary lips.... Pure temptation, perfect to kiss....  
 
He is drawn to her, captivated by her dangerous allure,  
A twisted promise, forever to endure.  
His very essence, altered by her hand,  
In this dark union, they both understand.  
 
She moves with an elegant grace, a predator in human skin  
And he is her prey, willingly succumbing to her sin ...."Oh she wants to play", but not foreplay ... she wants his eggs "She Wants to Mate!"....  
 
She dominates him,  
In a kinky torture scene.  
She is a Black Widow Queen...  
She needs no king, she rules and always wins.  
No dessert needed, her web's dark offerings,  
Dinner is plenty...for her tummy... (snicker laugh)  
 
Their bodies entwined in a forbidden dance  
As she lures him in with a devilish glance  
The royal love that creates an erotic romance  
They stare embraced in a dark trance  
 
There's now no regrets, for now he forgets, he is hers as she waits for the right caress....  
 
Her touch, intoxicating and deadly  
As they spiral into a whirlwind of ecstasy  
Their bodies merge, a shadow and a flame,  
A dark embrace, where pleasure knows no shame.  
A static scream, his senses start to fray.  
 
Is it a dream?  
 
A nightmare so grim...  
 
In the heat of the moment, he is lost in her web  
Bound to her in a love that is twisted and dread  
He is so tangled and trapped, she makes him beg.....  
Lowering his pride, his state of mind... She snares with a smile and whispers, you are mine!  
 
Her kisses leave bruises, her nails leave marks  
As they navigate the shadows of the dark  
They can hear each others tiny hearts  
As the night fills the air with a sky full of stars.  
 
But as the passion reaches its peak  
Its profound desire for what she seeks  
Every time she pulls him in, he slowly gets weak  
The penetration, the copulation that is sweet  
How it brings, how it gives the way mating meets.  
 
He feels a change, a shift in the air  
Its a new switch, they are both engaged, with a twist that is simply fair.  
He is happy and knows what will become of him in this dark trail.  
He consented to gift her cause he does care.  
 
A whisper of danger, a taste of fear  
The time is near its coming almost here  
Nothing to cry about its the way it must interfere  
A chilling tremor, Amor de Horror.  
 
As her true nature starts to rise and swell,  
A haunting beauty, where dark shadows dwell.  
Like poisoned bloom, it fades in doom, a cosmic trace,  
Leaving behind, a shattered, broken mace.  
 
Her eyes, cold calculus, dissect my gaze,  
She sees my ruin, in the moon's pale haze.  
I give her my all, in love's bewildering maze,  
Though never thought to find such love's dark ways.  
Her warmth, a phantom's touch, in icy, moonlit days.  
 
Her smile, devious and ruinous  
Makes it precious, in blind madness....  
Her grip, tightening around his flesh  
As she reveals her true form, a creature of death  
 
Her venom seeps, a river through his veins,  
An intoxicating draught, where sweet torment reigns.  
He is consumed by her, his essence, his design,  
As she devours him slow, to make his soul entwine, and then redesign.  
 
The night is alive with their perverse union  
A symphony of moans, gasps, and contorted passion  
The black widow revels in her wicked power  
Feeding on his essence, hour after hour  
 
And as the sun rises, casting its light  
He is left weakened, spent, but feeling alive  
Bound to her in a dance of death and desire  
A twisted love that will never tire  
 
For in the darkness, they find their release  
A bond forged in the fires of their perverse peace  
As the black widow takes her final bite  
He surrenders to her, lost in the night  
 
Written by NANCY_RDZ_STORIES (WRITER LYRICIST ARTIST)
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Author's Note
This is a erotic elegant and dark Metaphor poem. It was hard creating without ruining the purpose of it. A black widow human mating to a male to eventually do what a black window would naturally do after mating. It's very dark amd disturbing at same time. I hope all love it. I created it for the competition YOUR DELILAH...
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